Breathing space

I have told the boy listening in the dark that I love him, and closed his door. Tonight I think he'll stay in there. A click of the door, then, and quiet in front and behind. I grab the bag of dirty nappies that represent my day’s work and take it downstairs, out of the … Continue reading Breathing space

The five Supernanny principles that have saved my freaking life

Hello hello, from toddler city! [Population: 1. Average height: short. Average noise level: loud. Preferred transport method: steam train.] There's always something going on here, eh? At the moment, for us, bedtime has gone completely haywire. And, just between us, Tim and I are a bit clueless at bedtime. We've never had to be good, … Continue reading The five Supernanny principles that have saved my freaking life